paroles de chanson Still Fucked Up - Lil Herb
Let
me
introduce
myself
It's
G
Herbo
I'm
that
youngin'
I
be
flexin',
I
love
stuntin'
Cause
I
grinded
up
from
nothin'
I
grew
up
in
a
apartment
Wit'
my
grandma
and
my
mother
And
my
sister
and
my
auntie
So
my
cousins
like
my
brothers
Used
to
stay
up
in
that
basement
It
was
dark
just
like
the
dungeon
Close
my
eyes,
pretend
I'm
rich
Wit'
all
the
cars
and
the
money
Now
I
let
my
money
talk
'Til
I
decide
to
change
the
subject
Make
my
bitch
order
my
food
Cause
I
ain't
tryna
wait
in
public
Used
to
post
up
wit'
that
tool
I
got
tired
of
goin'
to
school
Cause
that
calculus
and
algebra
Wouldn't
buy
my
clothes
and
shoes
Wasn't
tryna
wait
to
graduate
Yeah
they
said
I
was
a
fool
Now
they
screamin'
out
my
name
And
they
sayin'
that
I'm
the
truth
Bitches
suckin'
on
demand
Take
second
looks
like,
"Is
it
you?"
Used
to
be
broke,
got
off
my
ass
Got
to
some
cash,
wasn't
no
excuse
Cause
where
I'm
from,
you
dead
broke
Or
you
just
dead
1 of
the
2
You
better
choose
before
the
wrong
one
choose
you
Nigga
On
the
road
doing
shows,
but
it's
still
fucked
up
I'm
gettin'
older
Lord
knows,
that
it's
still
fucked
up
Yeah
everybody
know
my
name,
but
it's
still
fucked
up
On
the
road
to
the
fortune
and
the
fame,
but
it's
still
fucked
up
Everyday
I
wake,
say
hey
to
my
mother
Flame
me
a
blunt
up
Give
a
couple
words
to
my
sister
Bang
wit'
my
brothers
Young
boy,
I
left
the
house
That
block
was
my
home
Couple
homies
now
they
gone
Yeah
it
feel
like
I'm
alone
And
I
pray
that
I
stay
strong
So
I
gotta
keep
it
right
here
Grippin'
on
this
seat
I
can't
sleep,
it's
a
nightmare
I
know
it's
gon'
get
betta
So
I
gotta
keep
my
head
up
I'm
just
sprintin'
to
this
cheddar
And
a
switch
up
I
will
never
Gotta
ride,
I'll
die
for
my
niggas
No
homo,
yeah
I
miss
'em
Couple
fucked
up
in
the
system
Or
got
bucked
up
by
that
trigger
In
the
field
Where
it's
real
and
you'll
get
killed
Roc
and
Kobe
was
my
niggas
How
the
fuck
I'm
gon'
forget
'em
In
the
streets
I
understand
that
it's
a
chance
That
they
might
get
the
upperhand
But
I'm
like
still
them
was
my
mans
We
can't
go
like
that
Something
gotta
give
Cause
every
time
we
gon'
go
right
back
To
sittin',
sheddin'
tears
That
ain't
gon'
never
bring
my
bro
right
back
Damn
On
the
road
doing
shows,
but
it's
still
fucked
up
I'm
gettin'
older
Lord
knows,
that
it's
still
fucked
up
Yeah
everybody
know
my
name,
but
it's
still
fucked
up
On
the
road
to
the
fortune
and
the
fame,
but
it's
still
fucked
up
Album
Welcome to Fazoland
1 Designer
2 Murder
3 At the Light
4 Koolin'
5 Write Your Name
6 Ain't for None
7 Love 2 Stunt
8 Fight or Flight
9 Mamma I'm Sorry
10 4 Minutes of Hell, Part 3
11 On My Soul
12 Still Fucked Up
13 All My Niggas
14 Everyday in Chicago
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